Let's see how different personalities mends with each other to form a beautifull bond together.
Where the Eldest is calm and cold, Second is aggressive and Youngest is naughty. But, the common trait between the brothers is the "love" they have for...
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CHAPTER 46
Sania's heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway as she made her way to her bedroom, her anger and frustration palpable with each step.
She flung open the door, slamming it shut behind her, and let out a scream, "Ahhh!" as she clutched at her hair, releasing some of the pent-up emotions.
"Fuck you, Sunansh. If I mess up my exam because of our fight, I'm gonna kill you." She paced as Sania packed her bag, her muttering grew louder, her anger and frustration boiling over.
"Chutiya insaan, gutter me gir ja kamine. I hope you suffer from constipation," she cursed under her breath, her words dripping with venom.
But just as she was about to zip up her bag, her eyes landed on a small piece of paper that had been attached to the mirror.
Her gaze narrowed as she picked it up, and her eyes scanned the simple, "SORRY".
For a moment, her anger faltered, and she felt a glimmer of uncertainty. She turned the note over, searching for more, but there was nothing.
“sorry for what? for blaming me? shouting at me? or for making me feel worse?” she asked, her eyes gazing at the note as if the piece of paper would answer her questions.
Sania walked downstairs, her feet heavy with the weight of her emotions. As she entered the dining area, Siya's warm voice called out to her, "Sania, have your breakfast."
Sania's initial instinct was to decline, but the aroma of freshly cooked fool filled through the air, making her stomach growl with hunger.
She reluctantly made her way to the dining table, As she sat down, Myra's bright smile and gentle whisper of "Good morning" caught her attention.
Sania's gaze met Myra's for a brief moment, and then, without warning, she felt a surge of emotions overwhelm her. She pushed back her chair and rushed to Myra, enveloping her in a tight hug.
Myra was initially taken aback by the sudden hug, but she quickly wrapped her arms around Sania, holding her close as she asked, "Are you okay?" Her hands rubbed gentle circles on Sania's back, trying to comfort her.
Sania's response, however, caught her off guard. "I trust you, acchi kutiya and kutte hamesha wafadar hote hai," Sania said, her voice muffled against Myra's shoulder.
